Chapter 668 - 361: I Only Regret That You Were Born Before Me
Bai Mo closed his eyes, resting for a moment.
"Hmm... still, the Pot."
...
"Whimper whimper!"
"Howl howl howl!"
"Whimper whimper!"
On Fox Mountain, fiery red foxes cheered as they rushed toward the canteen, forming a stream of flame-red along the mountain path!
They all worked in the workshops on this mountain or on the medicinal fields at its foot, no need to take the shuttle, and their post-work speed is the fastest!
Now, as they looked at the canteen’s smoke and smelled the aroma in the air, they were eager and impatient!
"Whimper whimper?"
"Howl howl howl?"
Big Ears and Black Claw, laughing merrily as they ran toward the canteen.
They both have rich eating experiences, don’t need to see, can tell by the scent, the canteen’s making black sugar chocolate tangyuan tonight!
Suddenly!
Buzz...
A heavy buzzing sound came from the master’s main hall.
The foxes on the mountain path all halted, looking toward that main hall.
The thick buzzing sound in the main hall persisted, echoing through the air!
At the entrance of the hall, it emitted a green light!
In that green light, text after text flickered and shone.
"Howl?"
What is going on?
The foxes glanced at each other, none dared to go up and see.
"Whimper whimper!"
"Howl howl howl!"
The master’s assistants, Small and Big Eyes and Butterfly Knot, hurriedly rushed out of the hall.
Just now, the pillars filled with the Emperor’s scriptures inside the main hall suddenly began to tremble, began to buzz, began to rouse!
Or rather, it was those words on the pillars, buzzing, rousing, as if... like they were very happy, like celebrating something?
Rustle...
An SUV topped with giant foxtail grass drove up the mountain path and stopped here.
The car door opened, the master got out, and one by one the foxes were relieved.
All spoke in their fox language, pointing toward the main hall.
"Whimper whimper!"
"Howl howl howl!"
"Whimper whimper!"
Bai Mo smiled and waved his hand.
"It’s nothing.
"The scriptures left by two seniors are celebrating for me."
He glanced toward the main hall, deeply moved.
"Thanks to the legacy of the two seniors."
After forming the Great Tripod, he could more deeply feel the weight of the knowledge of the two Emperors, and a sudden impulse surged, craving to meet the two Emperors!
"The two Emperors didn’t know I exist in later generations.
"But I can get to know the two Emperors through the scriptures, I’m quite fortunate.
"Just regret that they lived before I was born."
...
Bright sunshine, azure sky.
West Ridge Mountain Range, it was unexpectedly windless today.
Red Treasure, accompanied by a flock of pigeons, danced and hovered in the sky, practicing their formations.
The pigeon keepers watched the pigeon cages, inspecting them one by one.
Su Yaoyao sat under the sun, legs crossed, holding a tablet, watching and doubting life.
"What does it mean exactly?
"Are these words coherent?
"Did I copy the words of Sequence Seven incorrectly?"
She stared at the screen, looked for a long time, recalled once more, confirmed, she couldn’t understand, but hadn’t copied incorrectly.
"Ah!"
She let out a painful breath, lifted her head to see Bai Mo, only to find Bai Mo actually reclining on a lounge chair, sleeping soundly!
"It’s strange, this guy, sleeping soundly during the day? Not working on his theses?"
On Bai Mo’s belly, the fox disciple Bai Doudou, similarly sprawled out, her head resting on her master’s chest, letting the sun shine on her furry belly.
One could see her face full of bliss, occasionally grinding her teeth, occasionally squinting her eyes, sometimes glancing at the birds flying above, quite content.
"Bai Mo, you’re asleep? Really asleep?"
Su Yaoyao suddenly thought of tonight’s concert, which would start late at nine and continue until after midnight. Could it be Bai Mo was deliberately sleeping ahead to prepare for the concert with her tonight and save his energy?
Thinking of this, Su Yaoyao smiled lightly, deciding not to disturb Bai Mo.
What she didn’t know was that Bai Mo wasn’t actually asleep... Bai Mo was integrating and pondering knowledge in his mind about the seven major fields of plants!
Roots, stems, leaves, flowers, fruit, seeds, nerves, seven major fields, he had already perfected them.
At this moment, he was attempting to connect these things, blend them, comprehend them comprehensively.
"Seeds enter the earth, germinate roots, grow nerves, sprout tender leaves, bloom, bear fruit, produce seeds. Seeds enter earth again, germinate roots and seeds."
Actually already complete, and the cycle was closed.
But Bai Mo felt as if something wasn’t quite harmonious?
"It’s strange."
He was in no hurry, slowly organizing, slowly pondering, slowly extrapolating, slowly summarizing.
...
Niu Bi Mountain, at the mountainside.
Cyan Dragon Pan Temple was already restored, transformed into a proper monastery paved with stone slabs, surrounded by blue brick walls, with three entrances and exits, and flying eaves with interlocking brackets.
Especially on the largest and tallest shadow wall in the front courtyard, the nine-headed Xiangliu and the Eight-headed Giant Serpent were depicted vividly.
Right in this front courtyard, amidst the melodious shakuhachi tunes and the crisp taiko drum beats, hundreds of men and women, either in ninja attire or witch costumes, were forming circles and dancing in synchronicity.
Step! Step!
Their footsteps kept the rhythm.
Rustle! Rustle!
They swayed their heads, their necks as flexible as snakes.
In the center of the circle, Miyamoto Rokuzo spread his arms, calling out loudly.
"Very good!
"Everyone, dance to your heart’s content and please the gods and spirits!
"Already three have received the gifts belonging to Xiangliu! They have grown feathered ears!
"Already eight hundred fifty-seven Sakura youths have watched the stream and chosen to join our Miyamoto Family’s Yagami Stream!
"Everyone, please dance freely!"
While speaking, he glanced at the tripod beside him, and the camera and live stream projection on it.
He saw the popularity of the live stream surging, with increasing comments.
And this meant that more and more Sakura boys and girls would choose to join the Miyamoto Family’s Yagami Stream.
Everything was perfect, everything was proceeding smoothly.
Except...
He slipped his consciousness into a dream, seeing in the night, by a lone lamp, his master sitting on a stone chair drinking warm blood.
"Master, I’m getting anxious.
"We... still haven’t been able to find the Ghost Car.
"Even though four have already appeared with feathered ears, I still can’t confirm the location of the Ghost Car.
"I..."
The Ancient Immortal waved his hand.
"Why panic?
"If you can’t find it, isn’t there still me, your master?
"I’ve been watching all along, and I can basically determine the location.
"Of course, if another pair of feathered ears appear today, we could locate it even more accurately."
Miyamoto Rokuzo hurriedly nodded and bowed.
"Thank you, Master!"
The Ancient Immortal laughed heartily.
"What’s with thanking me?
"The one who lost the Immortal Beast was me.
"The one who wants the Ghost Car is me.
"You’re helping me; it should be me thanking you."
Miyamoto Rokuzo shook his head.
"There’s an old saying in Jiuzhou: when the master has matters, the disciple serves. It’s only right to do things for you."
Snake-tailed Ancient Immortal laughed heartily.
"Very well, very well.
"Once the Ghost Car is found, your master will not neglect you.
"Alright, return to the present world, and let me take another look, so I can find a more accurate location!"
Miyamoto Rokuzo quickly nodded in agreement!
He suddenly noticed that his master’s eyes had somehow grown larger, becoming as big as duck eggs, rounding out his eye sockets, tearing the corners!
Those eyes were pitch black, composed of countless smaller eyes, resembling compound eyes of insects!
Miyamoto Rokuzo blinked and was back in the sunny present reality.
Seeing again the bright blue sky and the constantly dancing followers.
Yet in his mind, he was still thinking about those eyes of his master.
"Master is truly terrifying.
"What kind of Immortal Technique is that?"
...
In the dove breeding ground.
Bai Mo was lying down in thought, frowning.
Suddenly, he heard a commotion.
"What is this?"
"So strange."
"Is it a monkey?"
"The head doesn’t look like it."
Bai Mo sat up, holding his disciple, and looked over.
He saw Peacock Red Treasure, who somehow dragged back a corpse, tossing it on the open ground, and along with Su Yaoyao and the dove breeders, gathered around it, clicking their tongues in amazement.
Bai Mo focused his gaze and frowned immediately.
"What is this thing?"
It really was a monkey’s corpse!
But the monkey’s head was exceptionally shriveled, nothing but skin and bones.
Behind its ears grew large clusters of dense, exploding black and white mottled feathers.
"What kind of death is this?"
Bai Mo’s Divine Sense distinctly perceived that the feathers behind the monkey’s ears had feather tubes penetrating the skull, reaching into the brain, and had even drained its brain matter.
It was precisely because of the nourishment from the brain matter that the feathers grew so lush, so numerous, exploding in large dense clusters!